PSA- Cats are small in a big world

This is my boy Max. He didn’t have a long life. I tried my best for him but he loved to escape. It was kind of his life’s mission outside of napping. He was the sweetest dumb cat. We built him a catio- he liked it well enough but not as much as escaping.

I just adopted a puppy and with the chaos of teaching him how to potty train my system for keeping the cats in was rendered ineffective due to my carelessness.

Max got out yesterday for the 100th time last night while I took the puppy out for an evening pee. I went out before bed to investigate a mystery noise/ animal and investigated a strange howling to find my sweet boy cowering under my van bleeding from his nose and mouth and one eye all messed up. I rushed him to the emergency vet. They gave him pain meds and stabilized him and took x rays. He has a broken jaw and his hip is out of place. He needs specialized care many hours away that would cost thousands of dollars. I can’t take that kind of time off work and I can’t afford thousands of dollars. So in a few hours I’m going to make the decision to say good bye to our sweet wonderful boy. We only had him two years. He deserved twenty. I failed him.

If you’re in my shoes, please learn from my mistakes and do whatever you have to do to keep them in. I don’t know exactly what happened to max but it was a horrible end. It didn’t matter how loving he was or I was. It didn’t save him.